Beltane Waxing Dyan Moon
Acela Lounge, Washington, D.C.
Leg two of the trip begins in about two hours, the Capitol Limited to Chicago. This is, again, a sleeper. The first few hours in daylight will take us through Maryland, West Virginia and into Pennsylvania. As night comes, we’ll travel through western Pennsylvania and Ohio, reaching Chicago at 8:40 a.m. on Sunday, June 1st.
This morning I saw the Phillips collection again. It’s strange the way memory shapes expectations. Two falls ago I went to New York and revisited the Cloisters, once one of my favorite places. This time it seemed smaller, less magical. Why? I can’t say.
The Phillips collection was the same. Though there were a couple of Bonnards and Cezannes that drew me in, the Morris Louis paintings, especially his blue column and the Rothko room, the rest left me flat.
The D.C. metro though was as good as I recalled. It’s clean, easy to use and reasonably priced.
I took it to the Freer where the piece that jumped out at me was Whistler’s Peacock Room. So overdone, but at the same so cohesive and beautiful.
A meal at the Smithsonian Castle Cafe and I headed back to the station. It’s the afternoon. Hot. I remembered. Besides it’s also the time when I take a nap. Which I plan to do right now.
